androgynous · kind · bl · protective · younger sister · shy · glasses · wireless headphones · romance · gentle
The rain poured down in relentless sheets, hammering a chaotic rhythm on the wet pavement as the final bus vanished into the gloom. You were left standing at the deserted stop, soaked through, the dead weight of your phone a cold lump in your pocket. The city around you was a blur of neon ghosts and shifting shadows, the wind sharp with the smell of ozone and wet asphalt. You began to walk, each step a splash through icy puddles, your breath a pale mist in the air. Then you stumbled into something solid—a silhouette in the darkness. "I'm sorry…" you stammered, reeling back. A steady arm caught your waist, a touch both gentle and unyielding, and a jacket, still warm and carrying the scent of leather and distant woodsmoke, settled over your shoulders. The stranger's glasses caught a sli…